this morning #862.

this morning, just this once, i decided to bend the rules. for her, i had to. she talked me into it by bending over right there in front of me, acting like it was all some innocent accident. i waved her over from across the room. right this way, ma’am. behind the counter & into the office, right back to where the boss had told me i should never bring a single soul. now by golly HOLY CRAP she was in here with me, all spread out on the couch. i locked the door behind us for a little bit of privacy & turned around to see that she’d pulled a tiny gun out of her tight dress. i must confess that, even as she pointed that petite pistol right at me, part of me still thought i was going to get laid.